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I have a strong self-hatred that I have never been unwilling to admit.
"He" said that it is a good thing that I am willing to admit these things now... my lack of self confidence, my desire for divinity.
For some reason, I feel as if anything I touch becomes rotten. I keep wanting to produce something to make me feel better about myself, but instead I create nothing, knowing that nothing is quite good enough.
Well, fuck.
I should be going back to Baton Rouge soon.
"He" said that it is a good thing that I am willing to admit these things now... my lack of self confidence, my desire for divinity.
For some reason, I feel as if anything I touch becomes rotten. I keep wanting to produce something to make me feel better about myself, but instead I create nothing, knowing that nothing is quite good enough.
Well, fuck.
I should be going back to Baton Rouge soon.